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(You did good, $lick)
Ah-ah
(It's a Smash)
Ah
Back up on the road, all alone, MIA
Every time I blink, I'm on a different stage
Every girl I see, can't help but see your face
So I overmedicate, hoping that-
Wondering who you'd f*ck if I was gone?
Show me it's real, baby, f*ck me through the phone
Stacking missed calls in different time zones
Sold out shows, but at the end I cry alone
Here but never there
It's slowly breaking me to act like I don't care
Referring to him getting older, and struggling to do things he was able to do before
I'm on in five, and I need help to climb the stairs
Stretched thin, fueled off pills, and some prayers
I think I went so f*cking high that I doubt I'll land
Thoughts of leaving it all behind, but I doubt I can
Gun to my temple backstage as they scream
When in the spotlight, things often appear perfect, but the truth beneath the surface is rarely as it seems.
Under the lights, things ain't ever what they seem
Back up on the road, I'm all alone
I untie the rope, I stop snorting all that dope
And every time I blink, I'm on a different stage
An-and every time I blink, I'm all alone
I'm out of hope
Caught in familiar patterns, repeating the same old struggles
Just another Oddy trope
I'm familiar with slipping in that downward slope
Untied the rope
I stopped snorting all that f*cking dope
I gotta go
Tell 'em all I said I'll miss 'em though
I gotta go, there's a piece of me back on the road
I left it there just in case I need a backup soul
My grave's a hole right now, I'll fill it one day, I don't know
I'll learn to cope and find a way to never self implode
I know how it goes
I didn't mean to grow
It happened all so slow
I'ma struggle 'til I'm soaked
Blood, sweat, and tears, I'm overflowed
Even lost or faded hope can be renewed and transformed into something valuable and meaningful
Rusted hope can be cleaned and made into gold
Thank you, $uicideboy$
